Stunned speechless

She hurriedly pulled the top over her head. Her sore breasts were pronounced through the tank top without her bra. Sophia looked between him and the doorway as Noah stepped in. She contemplated yelling for help, but her thinking was too slow.

Liam whispered, "Act like nothing happened. It will be fun. Don't tell anyone anything about this or us so it can be our little secret."

She winced as she felt the twinge of a command. Her strategy was unwittingly foiled, yet again.

Liam paused to gauge her reaction, curious as to whether she would keep this a secret. He was visibly scared that she would run to Noah and tell him everything. After she didn't for a few seconds, Liam relaxed slightly. He smirked and picked up her bra from next to her. He folded it and put it into a pocket.

"Noah," she started. She saw Liam freeze in the corner of her eye as she tried to form a sentence, to beg for Noah to save her. She opened her mouth to speak but no air would come out. She tried what felt like a million combinations of words but couldn't summon enough air to say any of them aloud.

Noah looked at her, quizzically. "What?"

She moved her mouth uselessly for a few seconds before she gave up, cursed in her head, and started a new sentence. "I missed you." She moved towards her 6'3" quarterback of a boyfriend and hugged him, grateful for his unwitting protection.

Noah smiled. "I ... missed you too, of course." He put his arm around her and turned to his brother. "What are you doing here?"

Liam picked up a pile of playstation games from the counter and sauntered off. "Just picking up some games. I'll be off now." As he passed her, he whispered, "Call me when you leave here," invoking another twinge.

Sophia, behind Noah, mouthed 'Fuck you!' but squeaked as her own fingers squeezed her nipples through her top. "Ow!"

Noah looked back at her in concern, and then down at her sore chest, confused.

It took her a second to link her behavior to Liam's 'brat' command. She cursed in her head and looked up at Noah. He knew her well enough to know that she wanted to rush him to the bedroom, but perhaps not well enough to understand why.

She clutched at the collar as she lay down on the bed and watched Noah take his clothes off. She was having trouble separating her feelings from the twinges from the collar's control. Either way, she knew that the power his slimy brother had over her did something powerful inside her. It was almost that his unappealingness amplified her sensation of powerlessness. She cursed herself, appalled to be enjoying the lack of control and ashamed of what it did to her.

As she let Noah fuck her, she couldn't stop thinking about how disgusting she found Liam. She thought about how he could **** her, make her do anything. She hated herself for it. She hated Liam. Yet when she closed her eyes, she found herself imagining Liam inside her. She screamed in a crescendo of pleasure as, while Noah pushed into her, she noticed that she had been tightly squeezing her own nipples. A brat.